Get your hair short. Let it become your first May refreshment, the new chapter or simply living your best life. A life where you come back from Moldova to Eindhoven and catch yourself thinking: I’m home.
In my attempts to reflect on this May in terms of ‘ok-what-has-happened?’ I do not recall many significant events. It has been made by serene and beautiful small moments, by cycling in the pouring rain and drying all the things on campus right after, by a quiet evening watching ducklings in Anne Frank Park, or an episode of House M.D. at night with friends. Indeed, I’m home in my own heart and body (even if sometimes these two get tricky), I’m home in Eindhoven, at work and studies, I’m home at Capoeira and I am at home at improv theater.
Happiness has been in the routine I finally have or staying – as cliché as it might sound – present. Happiness has even been in mixing concrete and testing its strength (very specific yes), me learning to play pandeiro, or even in Kazuma’s gym belt he’s been carrying around campus every day. And it feels that this May, for the first time in so! many years, I do not necessarily seek additional happiness in someone else to be ‘mine’ (as beautiful as it can be) – but have it within, and in every tiny moment that makes me smile.
And if so many days of May notes (the back side of the daily drawings I do) start with ‘Today was a wonderful day’, it means I am happy and it is, actually, as simple as that, proven by this May contentment.
